Got the 'Sploder back, and she runs like a champ. I feel bad that I know she's terminal, or at least terminal in my world-- someone else who had the time and inclination to do a head gasket replacement could have themselves a nice vehicle. I have some time. Months maybe. That's a good bit that will allow me to save up some for a down payment and restructure my finances to make room for car payments. But right now I'm feeling crushed, overwhelmed, one more thing piled on top of everything else. Depressive episode. Recognized as such. I'll be better tomorrow, and better able to deal with searching for a vehicle and everything else. Today just sucks.